For the rain scene, everyone from Director Dai to the prop team thought it would take many takes to get over it.
Unexpectedly, Ye Wan and Jiang Yanchi performed extremely well, and they cooperated so well that they could get by on one line.
Looking at the track that took only half an hour to build, the prop master was silent.
After a long while, he sighed and waved his hand, "Withdraw..."
When we returned to the set, the production staff had already started distributing lunch boxes.
Ye Wan hugged two boxes of lunch as usual.
Jiang Yanchi followed.
Open the lid, and the food in the lunch box is extremely rich.
Not only are there regular large chicken drumsticks, but there are also fragrant braised pork and juicy cabbage.
Ye Wan was in a very happy mood.
On the other side, Jiang Yanchi had something on his mind and his food was tasteless.
He saw people around him gathering in small groups to chat and gossip, and no one paid attention to him and Ye Wan.
Jiang Yanchi asked: "Ye Wan, do you like dogs?"
dog?
"That depends on what kind of dog it is."
Ye Wan enjoyed eating, "If it's a fluffy, well-behaved and cute one like the Smiling Angel Samoyed, I'll definitely like it. If it's a house-destroying dog like Erhabige, haha..."
Seeing her picking up the big chicken drumstick and taking a bite, Jiang Yanchi was silent as he thought of her deftness in killing foreign enemies with a knife in Blood Bodhi.
"What's wrong?"
Sensing that Jiang Yanchi's mood was not right, Ye Wan glanced at him and said, "You're not going to give me a dog, are you? I'm telling you, if you have such an idea, please stop it as soon as possible!"
"Why?"
"Because it will be miserable if it falls into my hands!...Other people may slip away twice a day, each time at the door of their house. When it comes to my hands, it will also happen twice a day, but it may be more than ten kilometers away at one time. I am afraid that it will survive.
Lian ran away from home."
Ye Wan showed a beautiful smile, "In order to prevent the cute puppy from becoming a stray dog and eventually becoming someone else's meal, I advise dogs to stay away from Sister Wan to stay safe!"
After saying that, Ye Wan left with the two finished lunch boxes.
Jiang Yanchi was stunned, his expression full of frustration.
When there was a dispute outside the door, Jiang Yanchi stood up and walked out.
I saw two middle-aged men standing next to Director Dai.
The short, fat Yuan with a big belly looks like a boss, but his temperament is slightly greasy.
It was his assistant who spoke, "Director Dai, just based on your reputation in the industry, the box office of your film may not be very good in the future. But with the investment and operation of our Maifei Group, the box office will definitely not be bad in the future.
!Why do you have to fight against our Mr. Zhang for an artist, don’t you think so?”
"If you just want to invest, I welcome it. All conditions are easily negotiable. But if you are interested in the actors in my group, I'm sorry, I really don't need your investment!"
Director Dai's words were extremely straightforward and he didn't save any face for the other party.
Perhaps he had never been rejected so bluntly before, so Mr. Zhang looked a little ugly.
He looked deeply at Director Dai and walked away.
Director Dai looked at the assistant director with an unfavorable expression, "There is no shortage of investment in this film. Even if I invest it in my hands, I won't ask for his investment. You can ask for it next time and then bring it to me."
"Yes Yes Yes……"
The assistant director had a stern look on his face, "How did I know that they were here for Ye Wan instead of just drinking? I promise, I won't do this again!"
Chong Ye came late?
His face darkened, Jiang Yanchi raised his eyes and looked at the retreating figure with a sinister look in his eyes.
If you are in a bad mood, your condition will naturally not get better.
The afternoon drama took a long time to pass.
When work was finished, night had fallen outside the set.
Carrying the lunch box and walking towards the hotel, I saw a familiar figure in the distance.
It was the short, round Mr. Zhang who had been to the set in the afternoon.
After watching intently for a while, Jiang Yanchi narrowed his eyes. His opponent threw away his lunch box and followed him lazily.