"Bang!" Two slices of bread jumped out of the toaster.
Ronald took the buttered and toasted bread slices, sandwiched them with bacon bought from the supermarket and thawed, cheese slices, a few slices of pickles, and cut tomatoes. He drank milk and ate at the same time.
Homemade sandwiches.
After earning thousands of dollars, Ronald improved his life. America's appliances are always suitable for lazy people and busy people. While eating, he watched ABC TV's "Good Morning America"
"An astonishing scene occurred during yesterday's Major League Baseball game at Chicago's Commissar Park.
During halftime of a rematch between the Chicago White Sox and the Detroit Tigers, thousands of disco records were poured into the center of the field, doused with gasoline, and set on fire.
According to Steve Dahl, the Chicago radio DJ who launched the movement, it is time to destroy this kind of black and gay music. This kind of immoral dance and lyrics bring shame to America and bring shame to God.
On his 97.9 wlup-fm channel, Steve called on the audience to bring a disco record to the venue, which would be collected by the staff during the intermission and then destroyed at the venue.
He claimed that he was irresponsible for the out-of-control situation, with thousands of spectators rushing into the venue and setting fire to records until they were driven away by the police.
Due to the persistent smoke and the dangerous behavior of the spectators, the game was called to an early end in favor of the Detroit Tigers, who were leading at midfield."
This news didn't seem to have much impact in New York. The restaurant was still playing disco music, and the actors on the set were still dancing to the disco during the break in lighting by the lighting team.
America is big enough that the resistance of the conservative small town residents in the central and southern parts of the country towards disco has not yet affected the young people in the big cities on the east and west coasts.
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Due to the use of leg warmers, the dancers wore dance clothes made of thinner and more transparent fabrics, which made them less likely to sweat, so the filming progress was accelerated.
The crew will shoot a dance scene in the art school restaurant today. This is also the scene of the original theme song "Hot Lunch", but because the movie was renamed "Famous", the song was downgraded to an interlude.
The carpenters have remodeled the original dining hall of Harlan High School according to the requirements of the production design. Two old pianos and a drum set have been crammed into the small dining hall.
This is the first big scene shot in the movie. There are more than 30 dancers, more than 10 musical instruments, and Irene Kara singing songs.
The film's composer, Michael Gore, also came to the scene and was still refining his lyrics.
"High school students in art schools hate cafeteria food, but the prices provided in the cafeteria are low enough, so they have a love-hate relationship with the cafeteria."
"Hey, what do you eat in the high school cafeteria?" Michael Gore looked at Ronald passing by and suddenly asked him.
"What?" Ronald turned back, "Me? In high school, it was just those mixed dishes, you know, whatever was cheap and made. It was either stew or mash, or carrots and salmon."
"Well, the ingredients for cooking are cheap." Gore went back to record some inspirations.
"We're going to shoot today, and you still want to change the lyrics? Is it too late?" Ronald couldn't help but ask.
"Ah? It doesn't matter. Today I only filmed Erin Kara singing part of her lines. I still have to change the other parts."
"That's right." Seeing him immersed in changing lyrics again, Ronald shook his head and sat down.
"Dong dong, dong dong, dong dong, dong dong." Gore began to press the melody on the piano.
"Today we had mushy stew and carrots and salmon. No, this doesn't make sense."
"If it's blue, it's stew, if it's yellow, it's mush."
Ronald hummed the dream lyrics softly along with the tune.
"What? Sing what you just hummed again!" Gore didn't hear clearly.
"If it's blue, it must be stew. If it's yellow, it's stew." Ronald said, "We all line up to eat. We can't see what the dishes are from so far away.
The color distinguishes what dish is unpalatable today.”
"Very good, that's a good sentence. What's your name?"
"Ronald Lee."
"I'm the composer of the show, Michael Gore."
"Dong dong, dong dong, dong dong, dong dong." Michael continued to play his melody.
“Macaroni and Salmon,
Our favorite dish.
She packed a hot lunch,
This is true for everyone.”
Ronald couldn't help humming again.
"What? What? Sing it again." Michael Gore was excited again.
Ronald sang again, "The best thing for lunch is salmon or macaroni, but it's usually only once or twice a week. So I have to rush to the canteen that day."
"The serving lady, the cooking lady,
Don't mess with her,
She'll take every penny
Give you one lunch a day
She is kind to everyone
One hot lunch per person”
"If it's blue,
That must be stew,
if it is yellow,
That’s muddled.”
“Macaroni and Salmon,
Our favorite dish.
She packed a hot lunch,
This is true for everyone.”
"Wait a minute, I'm going to sing it for Erin Kara's manager, and I'll use this word today." Michael Gore took the newly revised lyrics and ran to discuss it with everyone.
"It's the original lyrics anyway, so it doesn't matter if you give it to him in advance, right?" Ronald thought, and began to sit down and watch the choreographer design the moves for each dancer.
This scene is a big scene, and the players who play various musical instruments are fine, and the camera will allocate fixed shots. But the dancers have to fight for themselves. They are still in the rehearsal stage and have already begun to squeeze each other's positions.
A big war might break out by then. Ronald thought he should discuss it with the producer first.
Michael Gore rushed back and interrupted his thoughts, "Hey, Ronald, ask your agent to come. Irene Kara's agent is very happy. The producer said that you should sign half of the words.
author."
"I don't have an agent yet, I'll call my lawyer."
"I graduated from the Dwight Englewood Music School. Which music school are you from?"
"I never went to music school."
"Then you are still a talented lyricist. Why don't you have an agent with such a talent?"
"Actually, I'm studying directing and will be enrolling in school in a few months."
Calling attorney Lindsay Dole to ask her to handle the songwriter contract, Ronald began watching dance rehearsals again.
The dancers began to deliberately bump into each other, knocking each other out of the camera's range, stumbling and stubbing their toes.
"Ah..." A girl cried, pulled up her pants and ran outside. It turned out that her pants had been taken off.
Over there, Lucy relied on Gene and was arranged by the choreographer to dance in a fixed position, so that she didn't have to worry about her own screen time.
The crew is actually a group of monkeys. The powerful monkeys divide the scope of their power. The monkeys without power must either find a backer or have to compete on their own.
"David, you have to come and see the competition among dancers. We have to draw a line for them. Competition can only be limited to the scope of dancing skills. You can't use bad tricks like stepping on your toes or pulling down your pants, otherwise something will happen.
Big trouble." Ronald approached producer David and expressed his opinion.
After a while, the choreographer announced new rules, and the competition was limited to dance battles. Whoever dances brilliantly will get more camera time. Although it is not possible to completely eliminate extraneous moves, it is much better than before.
"Ronald, you graduated from a public high school, right? Why do you have so many skills? You see, you can take pictures, write scripts, and write lyrics." Ronald's personal lawyer, Miss Lindsay Dole, negotiated well.
The lyrics contract was handed to him.
"I can't explain it." Ronald began to read the contract.
"Okay, here is your signature, second to the lyricist, and here is your share. After the movie is released, they have plans to release the soundtrack album simultaneously, and you can get some of the lyricist's dividends (residual)."
"How are dividends calculated?"
"A very small percentage of total sales. As long as the record sales exceed a certain number, you will receive a check every quarter."
Ronald signed the contract and handed it to the lawyer.
"Also, although I can help you handle these things, you'd better find an agent. In addition to contracts, they can also find new business for you."
Agent? Ronald rubbed his ears, it seems like he needs to find an agent.
"Recording, camera, start filming!"
"If it's blue, it's stew, if it's yellow, it's mush." Erin Kara sat at the piano and sang the lyrics written by Ronald to the music. The dancers began
Jump on the piano, jump on the dining table, dance hard, hoping that the camera lens can stay on me for a few more seconds.
The scenes between Jean and Lucy are guaranteed, and they dance happily.
Even the two extras recommended from the audition studio to play the role of the cafeteria aunt were very happy, twisting their thickened waists, and they also had a frontal shot.
"Cut! Very good, this one is developed. The afternoon scene is finished." Alan Parker announced that the lunch scene in the cafeteria was finished, and all the actors shouted out happily.
Irene Kala had the most frontal shots in today's scene. She was very happy to come here to thank Ronald. She liked the humorous lyrics and felt comfortable singing.
"Everyone, today is my birthday, and I invite everyone to my house for a party!" Gene sent an invitation to all the actors after the filming.
"Okay, I'll go." The voice came from a girl who was an extra. She was quickly grabbed by her companion next to her and whispered, "Gene is from Harlem, how dare you go?"
The silent scene made Jean very embarrassed. Everyone left the scene in silence. Jean smashed a plastic prop water cup on the ground with a strong force.
"Wow..." Water splashed all over the floor, just like his mood.
After everyone left, Ronald stepped forward and asked Gene: "It's a good thing to invite everyone to your birthday, but why do you invite them to your home? Instead of finding a restaurant, like the four of us did last time?"
"I...I want to show it to the neighborhood bastards."