At noon on the third day when Weiran arrived at the desert shooting scene, the two shooting teams were led by Culp and Anna respectively. Followed by several security vehicles, they took their respective actors and necessary shooting props and drove to their respective locations.
Filming location.
Wei Ran, on the other hand, was completely free at this time. The work he needed to do had been completed as early as yesterday. Whether it was war equipment, individual soldier clothing and weapons, or even the aircraft wreckage and the well, he tried his best to follow the instructions in his memory.
The model provided suggestions. Accordingly, Culp and others also took the time to make corresponding adjustments.
Today, only Saleh and his son and some staff who provide logistics and security services remain in the former camp.
Of course, there is also Mr. Edward who is nominally unwell but actually wants to supervise Wei Ran.
The latter naturally understood what Edward was thinking. This scheming old man just suspected that he had found something and was worried about taking what belonged to him without telling him.
This kind of thing happened not only to Edward, but also to the original Mr. Charlotte. As an investigator of historical mysteries, Wei Ran was already accustomed to this kind of thing when he was working for Professor Alexei.
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Of course, understanding is understanding, but it does not mean that he will spoil the other person.
After simply saying "I need quiet", Wei Ran loaded an unopened tent, a sand-colored parasol, a few watermelons and coconuts into his car, and also moved a
A box of beer and a box of Coke were all put into the car, and with Edward's helpless eyes, he drove straight into the shadow of another sand dune two to three hundred meters away.
There is no obstruction between here and the camp, but if Edward wants to monitor himself, he can only ask him to hold up the telescope at all times.
As for whether holding this telescope for a long time will cause dizziness, dizziness, and nausea, that is not something Wei Ran should consider.
After the car stopped, the fire detector took out the telescope from the metal book and looked in the direction of the camp through the bulletproof window with sunscreen film. He saw that Mr. Edward's tent was indeed shining with the reflection of the telescope lens, and this was on his face.
He showed a satisfied smile.
He stayed to guard the camp. Apart from the fact that he had no job, he also responded to Anna's instructions and prepared to take a small revenge on Mr. Edward.
Putting away the telescope, Wei Ran picked up a signal receiver from the passenger seat that Teacher Anna had left before setting off, and plugged it into the USB interface of the car radio. Turning up the volume slightly, the speaker of the car radio also
Edward's curses were heard.
"Why is this old guy so unpopular?"
Wei Ran shook his head, turned on the recording function on the signal receiver, and then opened the car door. Under Edward's telescope surveillance in the distance, and the curses from the same person coming from the car behind him, he slowly set up
Got the tent.
Deliberately pointing the door of the tent in the direction of Edward, Wei Ran slowly took out the rolled Arabic carpet from the cargo compartment of the armored pickup truck and spread it under the canopy next to the tent, and then set up a folding small tent.
The table was set up with deck chairs and useless parasols.
Not only that, in order to make it harder for Edward to see, he even took out a roll of sand-colored camouflage net and covered it with the pickup truck, the canopy and the tent.
It took nearly an hour to finish all this work. Wei Yan got into the tent and put on the Arab robe that Saleh's boy gave him when he first arrived. Then he took out the watermelon and Coke from the refrigerator.
They were placed one by one on the folding table, and by the way, the sound of the radio was turned up.
Slowly he cut the cold watermelon into eight pieces, and spread it out comfortably on the recliner, holding the watermelon in one hand and a cold Coke in the other, with a contented look on his face.
But in the center of the camp two or three hundred meters away, Edward was already gnashing his teeth in anger. At the same time, his arms were sore from holding the telescope for a long time, and his eyes were almost blurry.
As guessed, he was indeed worried that Wei Ran had investigated something and secretly took away those important things without telling him. It was precisely because of this worry that he decided to come here and eat with just a sneeze.
A hellish place full of sand.
But he didn't expect that this young historian would browse the British scandal that made him laugh and cry every day, and even when it was about to set off, he would let him go without any warning.
I have been waiting in this desert for nearly a week.
Edward didn't know exactly what Wei Ran did during this week, but he at least knew that during this period, Wei Ran used the computer almost every day to search for all kinds of tidbits about British football hooligans and royal scandals.
In short, this young man is like an Internet-addicted teenager who lives a regular life, but there is a high probability that he has not investigated what he hopes to investigate.
Now, Wei Ran finally came to this desert, but he was like a young man who went out to camp to kill time. Apart from eating one piece of watermelon, he didn't show any signs of starting an investigation!
"Isn't it said that Chinese people are very hard-working? How come this bastard is lazier than those black people?"
Edward complained helplessly, piled up the telescopes angrily, and then sat down on the folding bed. The dizzy old guy didn't notice at all that under the Arabian blanket spread under the bed, at this time
There is a bug the size of a cigarette box hidden inside.
Listening to Edward's complaints, Wei Ran, who had already eaten half of the watermelon, had no change in the expression on his face, but he was already smiling inside.
This so-called revenge is actually secondary. The main thing is to attract Edward's attention and not let this restless guest cause trouble to the filming work.
Of course, Wei Ran was indeed thinking about the work entrusted to him by the other party, but at this time, he was rarely hesitant. He hesitated whether he should borrow the cap badge to participate in an Olympics on the battlefield of the 38th line or start from scratch.
Edward earned him 500,000 euros in pocket money.
After thinking about it, Wei Ran finally made a difficult decision after throwing away the fifth piece of white watermelon rind he had chewed on - make money first.
When I earn the 500,000 euros from Edward, I will immediately return to China and replenish my metal book with some good wine, food and delicacies from China, and then go to participate in the sports meeting.
Now that the decision has been made, Wei Ran is not in a hurry. The shooting work will probably not be finished for a while, and he cannot leave immediately. In this case, it is better to accompany Mr. Edward to temper his temper first.
Make the investigation fee of 500,000 euros more worthwhile.
Thinking of this, Wei Ran randomly grabbed a handful of sand and rubbed the watermelon soup on his hands, then unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and washed his face randomly, and then took out a car from the car that he had borrowed with Jima this morning.
On his tablet - he opened the Russian TV series he had downloaded before he came.
While he and Mr. Edward were separated by hundreds of meters, at the same time, two groups of actors in two filming locations further apart were also directed by directors Culp and Anna.
The shooting started next.
Under the scorching sun, whose vision had been distorted, the three actors playing Italian tank crews had just struggled out of the scrapped tank when Culp called them to stop.
"Your expressions are wrong and your actions are wrong."
Culp waited until the staff extinguished the flames burning on the actor's back, and then reminded helplessly, "Especially the one who was pressed to the ground by the tank and his body started to burn. You were almost burned to death. How can you still be in the mood to adjust?"
That tank hat you’re wearing?”
Before the people present could laugh, Maya, who came here deliberately to hide from Ji Ma, also said, "There are also the two people responsible for rescuing people. Although the tank is small, it is obviously more sensible to dig sand instead of trying to save people."
Lift the tank, don't forget, you are already injured and don't have that much strength."
"Uncle Culp, and Maya, we are not professional actors."
One of the young men who played the role of an Italian tank driver said with a grimace, "Four months ago I was driving an ambulance in the hospital."
"You will be a professional actor in the future"
Culp confidently made a promise, "Two years ago, that bastard Jima was still a country gangster, so come on, let's do it again."
"I really don't know where my father found the connections to give me the opportunity to act in a movie."
The actor who played the Italian tanker Pierre stood in the tank with his soaked lower body and muttered, "Although I have been training for four months, I still feel that I am more suitable to continue to be my fitness instructor."
"If you bastards continue to talk nonsense, go act like corpses around you!" Culp shouted, holding a loudspeaker. At this moment, he only felt that the job of "taking care of children" was more popular than training Mr. Gorbachev.
tired.
On the other hand, the old guys who were watching around were already hiding in the shadows provided by the sunshade in small groups, holding watermelons, coconuts, or AK rifles, and gloating unscrupulously.
of laughter.
The same scene also happened at another filming location less than a kilometer away. Here, the German journalist Per, played by Jima, had no problem. After all, this former gangster had already had experience in filming movies, and he had received
Gorman's personal training, so whether it's acting or other aspects, even Anna can't find any faults.
But in comparison, the actor who played Harry, Mr. Charlotte's youngest son, was far behind. Played by this young man who laughed frequently, the British prisoner Harry looked like a fool.
The other actor who played the role of the injured Trento was not much better either. His overly exaggerated acting skills made everyone present suspect that he learned acting knowledge from funny cartoons.
"Comrade Beria, please tell me what mistake I made? Why did Mr. Nicholas let me use these little guys as actors..."
Anna let out a desperate sigh filled with murderous impulses in her heart, but her well-maintained face maintained a gentle expression as always, and at the same time she raised her hand again to stop the filming.
