The scene is set on the most famous Wutong Road of Lingang University. This is to prepare a long shot. The main content is that the princess travels from the Qing Dynasty to modern times.
In a long shot, one end is the scene of the Qing Palace, the other end is Wutong Road, the princess walks to the cliff because of love, and then the shot changes to Wutong Road.
The maids who accompanied the princess to die in love also came to modern times to welcome the princess' arrival together.
"Watch my movements later. When I salute, you follow suit. I will be slower," An Qi instructed.
"Can you salute?" An Qi asked doubtfully.
As a result, all the female students who had a bad temper just now became weak.
"Ah, you don't teach this in class, forget it, learn from me."
An Qi then started to teach you step by step.
Squat slightly on one knee, kneel down on one leg, and at the same time raise the handkerchief with your right hand.
A standard Qing palace etiquette.
At this time, An Qi was gentle and dignified, beautiful and intelligent.
"Understood?" An Qi looked at everyone.
They were quiet for a while.
"Hey, let's do it together." An Qi came into the role of teacher at this time.
Several students began to learn how to do it, and An Qi continued to guide them.
Squat a little more, don't smile, don't expose your teeth, and keep your buttocks closed.
An Qi was teaching them one by one. At this time, a car stopped at the school gate and an old professor, about 50 years old, got out of the car.
I happened to see An Qi teaching a female student, so she stopped and watched quietly.
He nodded frequently, and at this moment, the director in the vest ran over and greeted him with a smile.
"Professor Hu, you're here. I haven't cleaned up yet. It's up to me. It's up to me."
"Is this person yours?"
The person who came was the screenwriter of this drama, Hu Yongzhi, the dean of the Film and Television Department of Lingang University and a second-rate screenwriter.
"Oh, she's an extra. Hey, she also teaches your students." Director Ma Jia was furious.
You can't take the blame for not filming, so An Qi became his scapegoat.
"Let's get started." Professor Hu didn't say much. He was just a screenwriter, and he had to listen to the director's instructions for on-site shooting.
An Qi on the side also knew from the student's expression that a big shot was coming.
Leng Xialian said, "Practice hard and don't look around as soon as you enter the set."
After more than ten minutes, An Qi rubbed her waist. She was exhausted. Teaching others was more tiring than herself.
The vest director took the intercom and started shouting "lighting, sound, camera preparation, scene management"
Then he bowed his body and said to Professor Hu, "Professor, take a rest here."
Professor Hu nodded and sat next to the director's chair.
"Lingang University, the first game, once, begins!"
As the scene was being finalized, the entire crew was silent, with only the noise of machine engines and the chirping of insects at night.
As the dry ice at the scene dispersed, clouds of white mist began to appear. When Angel appeared, she walked to the roadside of Wutong in a few small steps.
The dozen or so female college students following behind me also arranged their positions.
"Welcome to Your Highness the Princess," Angel shouted loudly.
Then he started to kneel down and salute, and the female college students behind him also saluted.
Then, at the school gate, a woman wearing Qing palace style clothes walked slowly, dignified and elegant, with an aristocratic temperament.
Walked up to An Qi and asked in a low voice, "Where is this?"
An Qi lowered her head, not daring to look directly, and yawned again.
"Reporting to the princess, I don't know where this is."
"Poor me, why can't I die?" the heroine began to sob in pain.
It was just this sobbing sound that An Qi heard was so awkward. It was a howling type. It was like the voice of a female ghost in the forest, which made her tingle.
But it had nothing to do with her, so she didn't think much about it and just knelt there, waiting for the director to shout.
After a while, the princess wiped her cheek with a handkerchief, but there was not a single tear.
"Ka" the vest director shouted.
"Who is this? Who asked you to lower your head? How dare you not raise your head when the princess is asking you a question?" An Qi was scolded angrily.
The whole thing was scolded, but in fact the bad thing was that the heroine's final crying scene was not in place.
This vest director couldn't find any other reason to reshoot, so he could only blame the extras.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time" An Qi endured aggrievedly.
"Wait a minute, Xiao Ma." Professor Hu stood up at this time.
"Let me tell you something. Did you remember it in class? In ancient etiquette, can a servant make eye contact with his master?"
Professor Hu did not object to the director, but asked his students.
This is equivalent to teaching your own students without having any objection to the director.
Several female classmates shook their heads, "It seems they are not allowed to look directly at the master."
"Well, Xiaoma, I think her acting is quite realistic, what do you think?"
Professor Hu asked with a smile on his face.
Director Ma Jia also took advantage of the situation and slapped his head.
"Oh, it has to be Professor Hu. I almost made a mistake. If the film critics discovered this problem, my film's rating would be low."
"Little things, small things, I am also a screenwriter and I have to be responsible for the film."
"Then this scene is over, prepare for the next one." Director Ma Jia could only give up.
Although I still want to shoot it again, I have no reason, unless the heroine's performance is not good.
But by saying this, I offended the heroine, who was a third-tier actress whom I begged my grandpa and grandma to hire.
"Who, the leader, I'll add a scene for you. There will be a group of soldiers in a while, and you died to protect the princess." Director Ma Jia saw that Professor Hu liked her, so he moved an extra scene to her.
"Okay, director" An Qi nodded excitedly.
Because she found that there was a big tree from a war movie next to the option that originally only had a palace maid.
"Is it because this drama involves war?" An Qi guessed.
"Director, does this play have war elements?"
"Well, you are quite perceptive. In the later stage of the drama, the princess will follow a warlord to fight." Director Ma Jia also changed his attitude.
"Thank you director"
"Lingang University, the second game, once, begins!"
Movies about war are indispensable for prop masters. It can be said that prop masters are the essence of war movies.
The time and scope of the explosion affect the audience's senses.
The prop master for this play could only be average, and he was still in school, and he didn't dare to use the amount of gunpowder.
There is more smoke. For An Qi, this is also a new field, and she is also a newcomer.
Fortunately, under the thick smoke, I couldn't see my expressions or micro-movements.
As the director yelled, An Qi's role was over tonight. Her role was assigned from the beginning, and the maid following the princess was the supporting actress, the eldest sister in the crowd.
An Qi was too lazy to care about what happened next. She took her 300 yuan and rode home happily.
[System settlement in progress]
The host plays the role of a palace maid in the second part. The experience of the palace maid role is +100. The current palace maid level is 2 (100/200).
The host uses its own knowledge of etiquette to teach others and rewards preaching experience 12.
Lying on the bed, An Qi looked at the settlement situation pushed by the system. It was something new again, preaching experience. Could it be that she could develop into a magic stick in the future?